He takes a deep breath, slowly releasing it in consideration. "If I have, I don't remember." Fought them, almost certainly. But wrestling is very different. "Plenty with dogs though." Sweeney's smile is easy, and it comes with a quick nod.

The thought of fighting her on two legs is more complicated. He hasn't fought anyone since...well, Godric. There's something in that that makes his stomach turn. Especially since he'd gone there looking to fight her. Four legs should be just fine though.

"Pretty sure I'm gonna get my ass handed ta me." His gaze drifts to the ceiling as his hand lifts. "Hear they're biters." He 'idly' runs his thumb over the length of his shoulder in passive illustration.